Feng Qingyan did not stop and hurried westward.

After meeting the five young beggars, he finally saw human traces on the earth. However, the demons he met were all skinny...

Like a wild dog, looking for food everywhere.

However, due to the existence of dead soil, plants on the earth are very rare, and most of the land cannot grow food.

So food is very scarce.

He sighed.

At this moment, he was thinking, is there a way to make the demons leave this place? If they can really leave, can Kutuotian accept their existence?

But now he has only walked part of the way, and he still doesn't know whether all the demon lands are dead lands.

Maybe there is still a place to survive?

He traveled tens of thousands of miles and saw only a few villages here and there, growing half-dead food on the land filled with lifelessness.

The greenness of these villages is even greater than the hundreds of miles of woods we encountered earlier.

If those hundred miles of forest can be cultivated properly, it should be able to support a city of 100,000, or even hundreds of thousands of people.

It's a pity that no one has discovered the existence of Linzi before.

Facing the eternal dead soil beneath the soil.

There was nothing he could do.

He can save one or two people, or even one or two hundred people, but he cannot save the entire demon clan...

He sighed and continued to go west.

The land of demons is infinite. He has traveled tens of thousands of miles, but he has not reached the end yet. The total number of demons he met on the road is only tens of thousands.

A small town, hundreds of small villages.

They all live in poverty.

For some reason, he felt a little sad as he looked at it.

At this moment, he was passing a dilapidated village that seemed to have been deserted for a long time. He saw that there were only sporadic weeds growing in the entire village. It could no longer be cultivated, and all the original villagers had moved away.

Um?

When he crossed the dilapidated village and walked only a few miles.

He saw fields opening up in a valley below, and a thin and short old man was working hard to turn over the fields with a wooden hoe.

In the field next to her, there was a little girl of seven or eight years old, pulling out scattered weeds.

The crops in the fields are half dead...

Whether it was a little girl or a skinny old man, their clothes were all very worn and emaciated. Moreover, every time the old man turned the hoe a few times, he had to stop and rest for a while before he had the strength to continue turning the soil.

Feng Qingyan stood quietly in the sky.

In the fields opened up in the valley, the crops were growing very poorly, and many of them had died for no reason.

Of course Feng Qingyan knows.

This is due to the death energy seeping out.

Not far from the valley, there is a cave with traces of life, which seems to be the residence of the old man and the girl.

"grandfather--"

When Feng Qingyan lost consciousness, he heard the little girl's anxious cry.

When I looked over, I saw that the old man had fallen to the ground at some point, and the little girl ran away extremely anxiously, tripping over the overturned soil from time to time.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl pulled the old man and shouted in a panic, but the old man didn't move, "Grandpa, are you hungry? Wuwu——"

At this moment, the little girl seemed to think of something, so she ran towards the cave and came back holding a pottery basin.

The water in the pottery basin spilled out from time to time.

When she ran, half of the water in the pottery basin had been spilled.

"Grandpa, water, drink water."

The little girl held a clay basin and poured water into the old man's mouth.

After the old man was given water, he slowly regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and said: "Grandpa is okay, it's okay."

"grandfather."

The little girl cried with tears, "Grandpa, I, I will find you something to eat."

"No, Grandpa is not hungry." The old man shook his head and said weakly, "It's a pity that this good field is becoming increasingly difficult to cultivate."

The little girl continued to feed the old man water.

The old man drank slowly and drank up all the water in the pottery basin. His eyes became brighter and he said, "Grandpa will be fine after you rest for a while."

"oh."

The little girl nodded and took the pottery basin back to the cave.

But at this moment, the old man didn't know what the little girl was looking for in the cave. About half an hour later, the little girl took out a small basin of paste and ran towards the old man with excitement on her face, saying: "Grandpa, there is something to eat."

"

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he became furious and said, "Did you boil all the seeds?"

The little girl was stunned.

She seemed to have never seen her grandfather get so angry.

"Did you boil the seeds?"

The old man threw away his hoe and ran over. Looking at the paste in the pot, his face became even uglier and he said angrily: "Did you boil the seeds?"

"I, I don't know..."

The little girl was scared.

At this moment, the old man rushed back to the cave frantically. After a while, he came out in despair. He looked at the little girl who had done something wrong and said nothing for a long time.

"Grandpa, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

The little girl held the pottery basin and walked back carefully to avoid falling it.

"Grandpa is not hungry, you can eat."

The old man stared blankly at the paste in the pot and said.

"Grandpa, Xiaolou cooked this for you. Grandpa hasn't eaten for several days." The little girl licked her lips and looked at the paste in the pottery basin eagerly.

But, she had already eaten yesterday.

"Grandpa, it's okay if you don't eat for a few days. You're still growing now, so just eat." The old man sighed and didn't blame the little girl for cooking the seeds.

If we keep these seeds, it will be difficult to grow food in the end.

I can't survive this day.

At this moment, he was thinking, how did Xiaolou survive after his death?

Xiaolou is only nine years old.

He felt that he could not hold on for much longer.

If it was okay to grow food, he would have to survive for a few years before dying, but in the past two years, it has been difficult to grow food in the land with a radius of thousands of miles.

The villagers in the original village have either moved away long ago or have starved to death.

Xiaolou's parents starved to death just because they left a morsel of food for Xiaolou.

In fact, he should be the one who deserves to die the most. After all, he is old and not as young and strong as young people...

But Xiaolou's parents died.

The obligation to raise the small building had to fall on him.

He didn't dare to leave the village easily. After all, he didn't know how long it would take him to find land that could grow food.

And there is a very good chance that he will starve to death on the way.

Although the village is no longer suitable for farming.

However, you can still survive.

But now, it is really impossible to survive...

The old man was extremely sad at this moment.

he died.

What to do with the small building?

"Grandpa, why are you crying?"
To be continued...